Chapter 43

Dust flew as Ling Chongxiao's bald head turned gray, and he emerged from a pile of wall debris that had been smashed to mud, cursing, "What kind of devilish martial arts are you using, that even I can't dodge?"

"With the Body as I Wish, there is nothing that does not go as I wish. The little monk has had good luck and has barely grasped the surface of the Body as I Wish." Kuhui said with a proud smile. In Buddhism, there are five supernatural powers, all derived from deep meditation. Once any of these powers are fully cultivated, they possess inconceivable abilities.

The Body as I Wish is one of them. Kuhui had practiced Buddhism for decades before he made some progress, which allowed him to give his old rival, Ling Chongxiao, a taste of his own medicine.

Seeing Kuhui's slightly proud expression, Ling Chongxiao was extremely displeased and said, "At your age, you've only gained a little supernatural power. What's there to be proud of? I casually taught a young guy a bit of the superficial skills from my sect, and in a couple of years, he'll probably beat you so badly you won't know which way is north."

Kuhui smiled faintly and said, "In this vast world, apart from those transcendent immortals and secret lineage masters, most people seek techniques but lack the methods. Although we have no hope of immortality in this life, in terms of martial arts, we are among the few who can match it. Apart from Ye Liuyun of the Famous Sword Manor, I don't believe any young martial artist can make me look so bad."

As he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh, because Ling Chongxiao was the one who looked gray and disheveled.

Ling Chongxiao was so angry that his eyebrows twitched. He pointed like a spear and attacked Kuhui's chest, but Kuhui moved like a flowing light and easily dodged.

Kuhui moved after Ling Chongxiao, but he reacted quickly, avoiding Ling Chongxiao's attack in an instant. To describe it lightly, there were probably very few in the martial world who could do this.

However, Kuhui wasn't relaxed either, and a fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ling Chongxiao had practiced to the Daoist stage of Descending White Tiger, with boundless physical strength and an endless supply of internal energy. If they really fought to the death, he could wear Kuhui out.

"I'm not playing anymore; it's no fun. Ye Liuyun is indeed a genius, but compared to that kid, he's a bit lacking." Ling Chongxiao was somewhat dispirited. At his age, he had already achieved most of what he wanted, and what he couldn't achieve was probably out of reach.

"Who are you talking about? Ye Liuyun, to be honest, if you and I were his age and met him, we would probably have to admit defeat. Our achievements might not have been as great as they are today." Kuhui was curious, as Ling Chongxiao himself was a martial arts genius. If not for the lack of opportunity and entry into the immortal sect, he might have already touched the door of immortality.

Without the secret techniques of the immortal sect, no matter how talented you are, you can deduce the subsequent path, but by then you would be old and decrepit.

Although the highest wisdom is found in the Three Tombs, Five Classics, Eight Knots, and Nine Hills, cultivation is not a castle in the air. Without the experience of predecessors to lay a good foundation, you will never reach the threshold of the great path.

"His name is Shen Lian. If he truly has the destiny of an immortal, perhaps he can enter the immortal sect this time." Ling Chongxiao stood with his hands behind his back. He wouldn't actively tell Shen Lian about the Qingxuan Immortal Sect.

The world is full of people, like the sands of the Ganges. Although geniuses are one in ten thousand, in total, they are still numerous.

Most of them don't even have the opportunity to practice qi and are buried for life.

If they lack the right conditions, they will ultimately be like grass and trees in a single season.

"Although Daoism advocates non-action, if there is such a good seed, you don't even try to help, that's really heartless." Kuhui sighed lightly.

"I have no connection with him. Even if I try my best, what difference does it make? My master was good enough to my junior, and I have already taught him the sect's martial arts, which is the limit of my benevolence. The rest of the path, how far he can go, is up to fate." A cold look flashed across Ling Chongxiao's face.

"No, if you don't say it, it's fine, but now that you mention it, I'm interested. I must see what kind of person he is." Kuhui couldn't resist his curiosity. Unlike Ling Chongxiao, who had suffered a tragic change in his sect and was heartbroken, if Shen Lian was really that good and had no master, taking him as a successor might still have a chance.

Buddhism cultivates this life for the next, and Kuhui believed in reincarnation. Perhaps in the future, if Shen Lian truly achieved the Dao, he might pull Kuhui out of the cycle of rebirth out of gratitude.

Even if Ling Chongxiao was exaggerating, it would just be a wasted trip.

Although there was only the name 'Shen Lian,' Kuhui was a favorite of the emperor, often going to the palace to explain Buddhism to the empress and concubines. Finding an outstanding young man with a known name wasn't too difficult.

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Thousands of miles away, Shen Lian had no idea that a monk was interested in him. His lofty soul had a somewhat indifferent and ruthless air, like the heavens treating all things as straw dogs.

Diving down, it seemed like a celestial being descending from the sky.

The soul was faint but complete in form.

Ye Liuyun saw light, the cold, clear moonlight penetrating Shen Lian's soul.

The sword in his sleeve involuntarily slashed out, a white aura emerging from his sleeve, like a snake wriggling, with no discernible trajectory in the air.

Only with an endless supply of internal energy could he control the direction of the sword after it left his body, similar to the martial arts of capturing dragons and controlling cranes.

The white light coiled toward Shen Lian's soul in the air.

If he advanced further, using his body as a scabbard and cultivating the essence of Tai Bai Geng Jin in his body, returning it to his lungs, he would be a sword immortal, capable of slaying demons and evil from dozens of yards away.

However, such techniques are always secret methods of the immortals, not to be passed on. Ordinary people attempting them would instead be harmed by the metallic and stone qi, leading to various ailments.

Sword No. 14 couldn't help but say, "Young master, be careful."

The soul, flexible and adaptable, transformed into a thin, green smoke, and the white light missed, touching nothing.

The green smoke trembled in the wind, straight as an arrow, and shot toward Ye Liuyun, striking his forehead.

Ye Liuyun felt the world spin and his consciousness blur.

Suddenly, a faint red light emerged from Ye Liuyun's body, with runes flowing through it. The green smoke, transformed from Shen Lian's soul, was gently repelled and returned to its orifice.

Shen Lian opened his eyes, unharmed, while Ye Liuyun fainted.

He had no intention of using his soul to harm others, but unfortunately, Ye Liuyun's martial arts were too high, forcing him to take such a step.

However, this would inevitably result in both of them being injured, and Ye Liuyun would suffer much more, possibly becoming a fool.

He had never tried to harm the mind of a highly skilled expert like Ye Liuyun, who had unblocked the Ren and Du meridians and had a firm will, and he didn't know how much backlash it would cause.

After all, unlike the Five Supernatural Beings, whose soul thoughts, though powerful, were scattered and chaotic.

Ye Liuyun's soul thoughts were much stronger than those of ordinary people and were very firm, making them extremely difficult to destroy.

He was much more difficult to deal with than the Five Supernatural Beings.

The red light was a wondrous technique that precisely avoided a direct confrontation between their souls, and it was hard to say who benefited more.

"You, little brat, dare to recklessly leave your body and attack someone's mind, risking your life without having cultivated the Indestructible Spirit Light." The red light separated from Ye Liuyun's body, and a voice entered Shen Lian's ears.

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